10 Years, 12 Nights, 6 Hotels, ONE LOVE - April 2012 Trip Report

[Hubby-man]

Richard left the entrance to the cave open and got another key from the office. Across the street the fence was not nearly as fortified as on the garden side. Daisy of course had read up on everything there was to know, but I had no idea this property had been the original extent of Villa sur mer.

Through the fence my first thought was that this must be Ian Flemming's house! The structure to the right was large and looked tropically pompous with the Mahogany shutters. To the left was an industrial size grill over a fire pit, for all your occasions, that call for a whole side of beef.

Straight ahead, through the arch formed by two palms the turquoise water sparkled even more enticingly.

After we passed the side of the house, the full extent of the wooden deck came into view. It included a good size swimming pool, a basketball hoop and a hot tub. There was room for at least 20 sun chairs, stacks of which were dispersed strategically.






Daisy just so much as looked at a sun chair and Richard immediately jumped to grab her a cushion, to make sure that her highness' buttocks did not have to suffer painful indentation by a hard surface.

She giggled and waved off: “No, no, I just wanted to touch it.”

We peaked over the handrail, which was mainly built from bullet-proof glass, as not to obscure the fantastic view. To the left was Ricks Cafe, and a quick glance told me that the handrail was slightly higher up from the water than the cliff diver’s platform, raised above the ground next door.



“You gonna jump, Mon?” Richard asked.

“Hell, no!” I replied “This is higher than the highest spot at Rick's cafe!”

“Mon we jump all a de time here. Just don't hit the dark spots!”

“Are you kidding me? It’s like a marble cake down there! How can you make sure you come down right?”

“Ash just close your eyes! But if you hit the coral it's very bad!” he comforted me.

Another guest was lounging on a float in the pool. Richard explained: “As long as these rooms are not booked, all the guest can enjoy this area. Let me show you the house.”

Daisy and Richard disappeared through the enormous glass doors. I just couldn't be inside right now, but I could see the decked-out sound system with large commercial speakers on movable tripods. This place was a grown-up kid’s playground! I could just picture what kind of parties could be happening at this pool.

(Wouldn't advise to bring Sandy, Booger or Tizzy here though, since they surely wouldn't be able to help themselves from leaping off that dang hand-rail at night. (“Now I am paraplegic and I know why.. cause I got high , cause I got”....and so on)).

Daisy saw all of the six bedrooms and took some great pics from one of the master bedroom windows.



To be Continued....